On one hand, I’m happy that this didn’t wrap up with the Groovitron’s first flight, seeing as that would have been a disappointment. On the other, this feels like one of the more meandering arcs in recent memory.

Eat the press, eat the press
Step right up and eat the press
Bring your forks and bring your knives
‘Cause these scribblers have no chance to survive
Because the press, they’re ready to shout
And anthropopagites can really pig out
Zombies, monsters, everybody come around
To eat the P-R-E-S-S go Vermont bound.